Page 26 of Cage's Downfall

“Um. No I won’t.”

“You fucking will! I won’t have you locked up for your life, on chargers that will stick because you want to earn some pocket money!”

“Pocket money!” I scoffed. “Have you even seen the figures I’m bringing in! It is a hell of a lot more then pocket money!”

“The operation ends now!”

“No.”

“I didn’t promise to look after you to watch you go do something stupid like this!” Hawk continued to roar. “I’m not letting you waste your life with the likes of him doing dirty deeds for the club that you have no right to be apart of. That you—”

I went to argue with him further. But Hawk’s hand went to his chest. I saw his face go white.

“Hawk?” Cage said, as Hawk went silent mid rant.

“Dad?” I said, just as Hawk gripped the table. “DAD!” I screamed when he dropped to the ground.

Cage already had his phone out as I rushed to Hawk’s side. Dropping to my knees. He was out cold. “Dad!” I kept saying over and over again trying to wake him. But he didn’t open his eyes. Not even when I was screaming for him to.

* * *

White. White walls. White chairs. White coats. Everything was white at this hospital. The only dash of color was the magazines in the waiting room.

I was staring at them aimlessly, every few seconds tears would build up, run free and then I’d go numb again.

I caused this.

Hawk was in that operation suite because of me.

He had a heart attack, was rushed to surgery that was all we knew.

Jacob kept squeezing my knee, telling me it wasn’t my fault but he wasn’t there. I was the one standing there- screaming at Hawk. Standing by a drug operation and not listening to him.

The tears swelled up again.

“Autumn darling.”

I blinked and looked at my side. Cage’s jet black eyes were coated with concern.

“I need to step out for a bit. Club business.” He was speaking. I wasn’t really listening. I just nodded my head. My whole life I had heard the club business line. I was used to it. Numbed to it. That was how I felt now. Numb.

But then again how was I meant to feel knowing I basically killed my father. The man that always put me first. The man that rescued my family. The man that made sure I wanted for nothing.

Just as Cage got up to leave, a doctor walked in.

Jacob and I both stood up.

“Hawk Watson’s family?” he looked between the three of us.

Jacob introduced us.

“Hawk has suffered a severe heart attack—” With those words I zoned out. Because I had caused it. I had caused my father to have a severe heart attack. Me. No one else.

I don’t know how long I watched the doctor’s mouth move as he explained Hawk’s condition. Wasn’t till he said, would we like to see Hawk, that I zoned back in.

Like a mindless zombie I followed my brother down the corridor. The only thing I felt was Cage’s hand gripping mine.

I thought he had club business to attend to?

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